Yup, I went query-happy yesterday. A little too happy. I found an entry I’d made into a Miss Snark competition last October when Michelle Brower judged. She said she was interested, but wanted corrections made before reviewing the material. Since I’ve since made dramatic corrections, I decided to submit a query email to her last night. Alas! I had made an error in my excel spreadsheet on agents and targeting my submissions. Her data got mixed with the Lyons’ agency and I misunderstood. I thought she must work for Jonathan Lyons. Sigh. So sometime within the next two weeks, he will conclude that I’m a dork or worse, careless. Double Sigh. I don’t know how likely of a shot I had with him, but it’s probably nil, now. But I submitted to a few more agents yesterday, including Michelle and Jonathan. I may hear from Jenny Rappaport this week, as well. I honestly expect her to pass as she says on her site that she is not interested in literary material. I may be a fantacist, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be literary!
I’m too busy to attend.
I’ve prepared two submissions for mailing today: Jill Grinberg and Sandra Dijkstra. We’ll see.
In moving news, it looks like we’ll stay in Kansas City. THANK GOD! We may not even see much of a change in wages/debt/house payments. I’m so grateful. God is good.
Sigh. It turns out Russell Galen is uninterested in my setting. Query letter was fine. I can’t really fault him. I dislike anything set in the Americas for the most part. But CRAP. Otherwise, he was the perfect agent for me. We both seem to like strong religious and/or political elements to our fantasy, and emotionally engrossing, character-driven plots. There were very few books he’d listed on his site that I didn’t find fascinating. Where else am I going to find an agent that mimics what I like to read? (Why am I so picky?) I’ve got a few more queries out and a few more possibilities lined up. Then I’m going to have to look into English agents and possibly Chinese. Chinese-speaking agents may not work out as well if I ever return to your typical Euro-centric setting. Sigh. *Sassafrassafrickinfrackin…*
Between the Wiggle’s “Crocodile Hunter” song and the VeggieTales’ theme song and the Zombie-centered dreams last night, I may have got three hours of sleep. I’m ok….
It looks like my initial query to Mr. Galen went awry. He asked me to resend it. I hope to hear tomorrow on whether or not he’d like to see a few chapters. That’s good news.
In moving good news: Halleluia! It looks less likely. If I can convince myself Mr. Galen’s unlikely to request the ms before 5AM, maybe I’ll sleep tonight. I didn’t last night, thanks to the work/move stuff.
Yeah, whatever. I never sleep. It would be nice, for a change.